Spirit Hunters of Maoshan Sect

"The front is the sea of ​​fire, it's too hot, I come over and cool down." Ye Shaoyang didn't care.

The orange heart was infinitely moved, thinking of the tragedy that happened before, and sighed, saying: "Cold jade scorpion her..."

"I believe that she is still alive, her body is there, and the soul must be there, probably just like Muqin was taken over by Xuan Xuan," Ye Shaoyang looked at the Promise Ghost King not far away (actually but the world). Full of confidence. "As long as I can kill the ghost king, I can save her back."

The orange felt the reluctance in his tone, even a little paranoid, and resisted the tears.

Ye Shaoyang carried her to the other side, then entered the sea of ​​fire, rested in the narrow space opened by everyone around the way, and continued to move forward...

Twelve instincts are evolved from the yin and yang. They are filled with five elements and six gongs. The elements of heaven and earth, the thunder and lightning, are all in them. After supporting the sixth road together, Ye Shaoyang turned his head and looked at it. The number of people has been reduced by one-fifth. Fortunately, the people who catch the ghost alliance support each other. Everyone supports it, and one is not less.

But everyone is very tired, and it takes a lot to repair. Ye Shaoyang feels that this is not the way to go, so he speeds up his pace and wants to finish the 12 roads first. If he can break through, he can pull everyone together. If they let them go on, there are still more terrible things in the back six. Waiting, it is difficult to be comprehensive.

The first six roads are similar to the many illusions made by humans and even some illusions. Ye Shaoyang himself has experienced similar things, but the strength has not been improved.

From the seventh road, the array changed greatly, and the space began to distort. Ye Shaoyang felt that the flesh was not there. Only consciousness was left, and it was shuttled in a messy and broken space. After several twists, the gods were almost torn again and again. Crack, the pain can not be described in words...

At the end of the day, Ye Shaoyang almost walked forward with strong willpower, and could not hold on for several times, but looked up at the Promise Ghost King standing in the distance and looking at himself with a smile, but it was cold jade. The face, the body of the cold jade.

He firmly believes that Lengyu is still alive. Perhaps her soul is suppressed to a certain corner of the body. Maybe she is looking at herself at this time, waiting for her own rescue.

Ye Shaoyang wanted to give up several times, but when he thought of this, the will immediately firmed and kept him going.

The road is also around him, the two support each other and move forward together.

Xiao Jiu and Yang Gongyu and others fell behind and helped take care of everyone.

The Promise Ghost King has been standing at the top of the peak, looking at the group of people in the line, he seems to regard this as a game, want to see how far they can go, especially Ye Shaoyang.

In the end, Ye Shaoyang did not know how to go to the first few roads. Almost at the unbearable level, he tried his best to move forward a little, and all the discomfort disappeared.

The front is wide, the temperature is pleasant, and even the air is fresh. Ye Shaoyang breathes greedily. Although he feels that there must be awkwardness in this place, the feeling of comfort makes him not care so much.

After a long delay, the mental state finally improved, and Ye Shaoyang looked around.

Everything is still the same, just... how are you all gone?

Between heaven and earth, there is only oneself left, even the Promise Ghost King is gone.

Is this... illusion?

I was wondering, and the footsteps sounded behind me. Ye Shaoyang hurried back and immediately stunned:

Yan Lengyu is coming from the opposite side.

"Cold jade!" Ye Shaoyang rushed up, but his thoughts moved, and he hurriedly stood still, looking at the doubts.

"Shaoyang, it is me."

It’s her voice. Ye Shaoyang breathed a sigh of relief, and then he went up and hugged her hard. This long-lost feeling made him excited and his ears were hot.

For a long while, he gradually calmed down and remembered his situation. This was separated from Yu Lengyu, staring at her face and asking: "Where is this place, how are you here, how did I come?"

"This is a fantasy..."

In one sentence, Ye Shaoyang’s heart was thrown into the hail, and he looked at her with hesitation. “Are you... an illusion?”

"I am not an illusion, Shaoyang, this is the illusion created by the ghost king. It is another space. There is no one here. He has imprisoned my soul, put me here, and you are also thrown in by him."

Ye Shaoyang looked down at himself ignorantly, and wanted to look for the backpack to make sure that he said: "You don't have to check it. Here, we are all soul states."

"This..." Ye Shaoyang shook his head. "I don't understand why he did it."

"If you want, you can stay here forever, stay with me... there are no outsiders, only me with you." Yan Lengyu took a step toward him. "There is no life and death here, as long as you stay, we Be able to be together forever."

Ye Shaoyang stunned.

"forever and always……"

"You do not want it?"

"Of course I want to. But... everyone?"

"They are still in the lineup." Yan Yuyu sighed, "Shaoyang, if you choose to stay here, then everything else is not your business."

Ye Shaoyang looked at her innocently.

Yan Lengyu took a step forward and grabbed his hands and pleaded: "I know that you can't put them down in your heart, but they are so many people together, not alone, but I am alone here, I have nothing but you. Up..."

Ye Shaoyang hugged her hard.

How familiar, even the smell of her body is the same, Ye Shaoyang took a sigh of relief.

Yan Lengyu said happily: "You are not leaving?"

"I also want to, but... I can't leave everyone behind, I am their boss, I...not you alone, at least not at the moment, I still have something to do, and..."

芮冷玉本 wanted to speak, was beaten by Ye Shaoyang in the palm of his hand, and the body of the cold jade shivered, looking at Ye Shaoyang with pain.

"You are not really cold jade. Really cold jade, will not persuade me to give up my responsibility, though, you are exactly like her..."

Ye Shaoyang once again hugged her.

Although not true, this familiar feeling still makes him very intoxicated. Just be a dream.

The body of the cold jade gradually softens and then disappears. Then, everything in front of me disappears...

The wind is changing.

Ye Shaoyang found that he actually went down the mountain, not far from the top is the Promise Ghost King, and behind him, is the atmosphere of a road, a total of twelve, everyone is still in the middle, taking the space step like slow motion slowly Forward.

(End of this chapter)